Magical Strategist

Is it really back?

Many things cannot be explained and there are no signs.

He was indeed here again! When he left here, he left in such a hurry that he didn't even look back. Time passed quickly, and after a long journey, he came back again.

He turned his face away and let the wind blow. All his thoughts came back to life in an instant, and he remembered her. "Er Shun, can you call me dear?" That was Feiya's last words. Now standing here, that voice lingers in my ears.

Honey, I'm back!

The real dragon then took a step forward and walked in.

"Stop, you three, what are you doing here?" The soldier of the Guangming Corps on guard stopped them. The speaker was a young man in his early twenties, with dark skin and a crew cut.

This face looks unfamiliar, probably just joined the group. Zhenlong said politely: "Hello, my name is Lier Zhenlong..."

"What real dragon or fake dragon? My name is the Golden Dragon. Go away. This is the headquarters of the Knights of Light of the Middle-earth Alliance. This is not a place for ordinary people like you. What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave. Are you waiting to be stabbed?" The young man was young but had a terrible temper.

Even Teresa and Lingdie were surprised by such treatment. Wasn't the person performing the art show the chief of staff? Why was he kicked out? Lingdie thought.

Originally, he was extremely excited, but he didn't expect this newcomer to ruin his mood. Zhenlong said unhappily, "Are you new here? Recite Article 21 of the Guangming Group's rules for me."

"Who the hell are you? You don't know what the hell the group rules are. I'm saying this for the last time, get out, now!" the young man shouted.

Without saying anything, Zhenlong kicked the young man in the stomach and said fiercely, "You don't know? Then let me tell you, Article 21 of the group rules, members are not allowed to threaten or intimidate citizens with force!"

The young man was kicked to the ground, but he refused to surrender. He immediately got up and attacked with a knife.

Click!

Before the young man could get close to the real dragon, Theresa's Starry Sky-Splitting Gun was pointed at his forehead.

"Are you convinced?" the real dragon sneered.

The young man seemed to feel that Teresa's strength was not on the same level as his own. Fear flashed across his face, and he roared again: "What do you mean by submission? The people of the Light Group will never submit! Shoot me to death if you dare!"

This guy is not very strong, but he has some backbone. Zhenlong signaled Theresa to put down the gun and said, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now. Go and call out the Thunder Emperor."

"What do you want to see the captain for?"

"Oh? He is the team leader now..." Zhenlong said with a smile.

During the quarrel, a man with long silver hair came out of the building, probably attracted by the noise at the door. "What's the matter?"

That man was the Thunder Emperor. Seeing his comrade-in-arms standing before him, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He walked over quickly, opened his arms and embraced the Thunder Emperor before he could react.

"Can I have a hug, my brother?" In fact, when he said this, the real dragon had already hugged the Thunder Emperor tightly.

"Why not?" The Thunder Emperor then realized that this man was the long-awaited Lieyan! He was extremely excited and used all his strength to give the real dragon a hug, but he didn't know that this hug also carried a weak electric current, which might be due to the Thunder Emperor's excessive power causing his magic power to go out of control.

A short journey, a strong brotherhood.

How can you make it in the world without brotherhood and friendship? Sometimes brotherhood is just like this, it does not need the baptism of time, nor the oath of vows. All you need is common feelings, common thoughts, and common dreams, and you will become a support for each other in the most difficult times.

The two walked into the office building arm in arm, laughing heartily...

Theresa followed him in. She had long wanted to visit the headquarters of the First Knights of Middle-earth.

Ling Die stuck out her tongue at the stunned young man on guard and said, "You're done. Let me tell you, do you know who that red-haired man is? He is your Chief of General Staff Lie Yan. If you offend him, just wait for your punishment, humph!"

Bang! The precious sword in the young man's hand fell to the ground. His dark face changed completely, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

.........

What a blessed day it is that the Chief of General Staff has returned.

The current leader, Lei Di, immediately called on all members of the group to gather together to celebrate the safe return of the Chief of Staff. Barak, Bartolomi, Sachieldos and other key members rushed to greet the True Dragon.

During the time when the real dragon was away, many well-known figures joined the Light Group, including: "Forest Fairy" Angela (Bodor Wood Magician), "Lone Wolf" Teren Haqi (Bodor Fire Magician), "Southern Proud Sword" Yowitt (Swordsman), etc. Many of them are still skilled, such as Angela, Haqi and other Bodor magicians.

Angela, needless to say, had competed with Zhenlong in the Podor competition. After graduation, he lurked in the Qingshui family as a spy in Middle-earth. Hatch and Zhenlong were both students in the Podor Fire Department. The two had a competition, and the loser would be a younger brother for life.

That evening, the Guangming Group headquarters held a banquet to welcome the real dragon.

Countless people came to toast the real dragon, and this time was the most enjoyable time for him to drink in his history. He let go of all his defenses, opened his stomach, and had only one word in his mind: drink!

"I'm not very good at talking, so there's no need to say anything more. Let's drink it." Lei Di filled a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

The love between brothers cannot be expressed in just a few words. Zhenlong smiled, picked up the cup and drank.

"Brother Lille, do you still remember that you saved my life in Yaheishan? I, A Guang, would like to offer you a drink!" said Bald Barak.

Zhenlong smiled and said, "Fuck!"

The big guy Hutch also came over to toast cheerfully: "Brother, do you remember me? I'm Hutch. Come, let me toast you."

"I remember. Of course I remember. It was you who were so arrogant to me back then. Now you're going to be my little brother for the rest of your life, right? Haha!" Zhenlong said jokingly.

"That's my blessing, damn."

"Dry!"

Angela couldn't sit still for a long time. Seeing that Zhenlong was drunk, she came over to take advantage of him: "Because I'm a woman, if I toast you, you have to drink three cups."

A true dragon will never refuse anyone who comes. "That makes sense. I'll have three cups."

"And me, and me. This princess also wants to drink with you." Ling Die followed suit.

"Why would a little girl like you drink wine? Don't drink it!" said Zhenlong.

"You street performer, dare you refuse my toast? We must treat you equally!"

"Just one drink then."

Princess? A street performer? Everyone looked at them with strange eyes.

"I forgot to introduce them to you all. This is Princess Lingdie from Lausanne, and that is Sister Teresa of the Holy Spear. They will be our family from now on." Zhenlong introduced.

Teresa was a person who knew how to be polite. She raised her glass and said to everyone, "I'm toasting you with water instead of wine. Please take care of me in the future." Then she said to Zhenlong alone, "Along, no, you should call me the Chief of the General Staff from now on. I toast to you too."

"Just call me A-Long, it doesn't matter." Zhenlong said with a smile.

"Three cups." Teresa said with narrowed eyes.

"Sister Lian Sha wants to make me drunk? Okay, it's up to you." Zhenlong said helplessly.